Tomorrow's Outlook - Slave To The Evil Force // Aria Cover

SLAVE TO THE EVIL FORCE is a cover track off our upcoming concept album A VOICE UNHEARD.
The album is produced by ROY Z, best known for his amazing work with BRUCE DICKINSON, HALFORD and JUDAS PRIEST.
SLAVE TO THE EVIL FORCE was originally entitled НА СЛУЖБЕ СИЛЫ ЗЛА and recorded by ARIA for their 1987 album HERO OF ASPHALT (ГЕРОЙ АСФАЛЬТА).
MAXIM UDALOV from ARIA play drums on TOMORROW'S OUTLOOK's cover version.


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SLAVE TO THE EVIL FORCE
(На Службе Силы Зла)

Your flag's flying high
Got no qualms on your mind
You’re riding hot

You take all you want
And anything you don't?
It matters not

You know where you stand
Foe to foes and friend to friends
But when you’re underground
You truly do your worst
All those vile affairs
Within your secret lair
Where you serve the evil force

Outcomes are clear
And you believe
That you're always safe
That you'll always live
Cruel as the sword
Precise as the pike
You'll take down the world
With just one strike

Night; a sudden crash
And then, in a fiery flash
Alarm

Fear drips down your temples
Now it grips your trembling arms

You desire to live
There’s nothing you won't give
You would at any time
Commit any gruesome crime
But you're a target now
So will you do your worst?
Still, you serve the evil force

There's only one
Thought on your mind
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
Will the evil force
Save you at all
You've made your choice
You have sold your soul

Ooooh...the Master bargains hard
Ooooh...the soul is black and grey
Ooooh...the Devil wants no part
Who needs Him anyway? Hahahah

Your flag's falling down
As time burns to the ground
Look out!

Dirt, snow; a realm of pain
Your world burns in flaming rain
Look out!

You run from a horde of rats
Who feast on decay and death
On your flesh and bone
Very soon they'll gnaw
No-one left on earth
You have done your worst
Your final toll to the evil force

There was just one
Thought on your mind
After I'm done
Will I survive
You'd sell your soul
But you’re out of time
No buyers at all
It’s not worth a dime